"Ha ha ha..."
"Little brother Shaofeng, why are you in such a hurry? Your sister isn't ready yet!"
A woman's laughter suddenly rang out from the air.
They were still within the void.
The appearance of that voice made the faces of those atop the city wall change even more drastically.
Especially Gusu Hanxing, who had already joined up with the army and was likewise standing on the city wall. All color instantly drained from her pretty face.
She knew very well who the owner of that voice was.
Tian Wuyun.
After Qin Shaofeng's subsequent explanation, she had learned even more about Tian Wuyun's identity.
A madwoman—and the strongest being beneath the Destruction Empress at present. She had once personally brought Qin Shaofeng into the Destruction Empress's great hall.
"Tian Wuyun?"
Qin Shaofeng's expression changed drastically as well. He said in a low voice, "No! I suppose I should call you Madwoman instead, shouldn't I? Your identity as Tian Wuyun has already been torn apart by the Blood Robe Old Ancestor. Why not properly play your role as a madwoman? Is there any point in speaking to me in that tone?"
"Little brother Shaofeng, speaking to your sister like that truly breaks her heart!" Tian Wuyun's voice rang out once more.
"Hmph! If not for the Blood Robe Old Ancestor, you would have personally slaughtered me long ago. And you dare speak to me of heartbreak? Do we even have anything to say to each other? Where is the Destruction Empress? Since you've found me, why hasn't she come herself?" Qin Shaofeng knew that the madwoman's other identity made her a true and utter chatterbox.
"Her Majesty the Empress has already fallen asleep... You little bastard, you're trying to fish for information!" Tian Wuyun suddenly caught on.
At those words,